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Apr 21
[i mean....
do i.
deserve to be treated like this?]

this pain
this crying screaming
flapping my hands and hitting
hitting myself my own cheeks stinging

why is it me
why am i the tragic martyr
who is pierced by fallen cupid's arrows

when all you know
is hurting the hurting becomes something
that means love and home and people you know
and i know hearts don't break they shatter
Written by
julius  Gender Questioning/in a coffin
(Gender Questioning/in a coffin)   
     erica lynn, Reese, valentine and camps
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